I'd Like My Rematch Before I Leave..
Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2020 9:42 pm
-Both of Vescrutia's suns were finally setting along the vista of the Freshwater Sea and Qarinah had been watching it all from the sandy coast, clad in her armor, resting atop a moss covered boulder. Her eyes followed the twin stars slowly convene at the crest of the sea, filling the cloudy sky with a vermillion river of color.
Qarinah rarely ever stepped foot from her temple when the sun was out, but today was different. Despite her equipment, the woman's disposition conveyed heavy thought and reflection. She cradled a handful of sand that slipped through the cracks of her cobalt gauntlet, but her menacing helmet never broke its gaze at the setting stars. She looked as if she were caught in a spell, but that was only half the case.-
"..you lose again."
-She whispered as the suns dipped further and further into the horizon, slowly decaying the vibrant blister of colors in the sky into a sacred, creeping blackness. The darker it got, the brighter the golden gleam piercing through her eye plates. It filled her old bones with poetic joy to watch the sunfall, since it watches her hide. It was thanks to the person she was waiting for, that she found her first leg up against the celestial giant. Her Animus, one of the three different blades that rested in the sand next to her. She'd been waiting for him now for less than twenty minutes, but she'd been on the Freshwater Shore for a few hours. She was certain he could sense the sudden spike of Naten her body slowly secreted. It was colorless, and harmless to her surroundings, but toxic to someone with such a sensitive connection to the ebb and flow of energy as Zeik was.-
Qarinah rarely ever stepped foot from her temple when the sun was out, but today was different. Despite her equipment, the woman's disposition conveyed heavy thought and reflection. She cradled a handful of sand that slipped through the cracks of her cobalt gauntlet, but her menacing helmet never broke its gaze at the setting stars. She looked as if she were caught in a spell, but that was only half the case.-
"..you lose again."
-She whispered as the suns dipped further and further into the horizon, slowly decaying the vibrant blister of colors in the sky into a sacred, creeping blackness. The darker it got, the brighter the golden gleam piercing through her eye plates. It filled her old bones with poetic joy to watch the sunfall, since it watches her hide. It was thanks to the person she was waiting for, that she found her first leg up against the celestial giant. Her Animus, one of the three different blades that rested in the sand next to her. She'd been waiting for him now for less than twenty minutes, but she'd been on the Freshwater Shore for a few hours. She was certain he could sense the sudden spike of Naten her body slowly secreted. It was colorless, and harmless to her surroundings, but toxic to someone with such a sensitive connection to the ebb and flow of energy as Zeik was.-